She fell into his arms
Like she really couldn’t help it
Having tripped over the shoes
That lurked in the carpet
She slipped her hand through
The great chinks in his armour
And opened his heart
With the keys to her karma
They fell with the passion
Of the ulterior designer
Their contact sent waves
Through the chips in her china
And the love that they made
From the grains of past fear
Grew like yeast in the spiral
Of the mankind’s deaf ear
And there it gestated
On the sands of dark stars
Blown by red wind
Through rusted engines of Mars
Whose wars had descended
On the planets and seas
Leaving the lovers endangered:
Whales; tigers; monkees
To be born in a future
Long lost to those vampires
Whose paper trail led them
To the destruction of empires
But the thoughts of demise
The lovers swept to one side
Disturbing the carpet
Leaving the shoes to decide
Whether they’d be responsible
For telling the grandparents
About the misguided policy
of nuclear deterrence.
Like she really couldn’t help it
Having tripped over the shoes
That lurked in the carpet
She slipped her hand through
The great chinks in his armour
And opened his heart
With the keys to her karma
They fell with the passion
Of the ulterior designer
Their contact sent waves
Through the chips in her china
And the love that they made
From the grains of past fear
Grew like yeast in the spiral
Of the mankind’s deaf ear
And there it gestated
On the sands of dark stars
Blown by red wind
Through rusted engines of Mars
Whose wars had descended
On the planets and seas
Leaving the lovers endangered:
Whales; tigers; monkees
To be born in a future
Long lost to those vampires
Whose paper trail led them
To the destruction of empires
But the thoughts of demise
The lovers swept to one side
Disturbing the carpet
Leaving the shoes to decide
Whether they’d be responsible
For telling the grandparents
About the misguided policy
of nuclear deterrence.
3 comments:
That made me a little sniffly, Pisces. I'm going to pretend that this poem has a happy outcome. I'll just ignore the fact of Iran testing new nuclear missile capability with the power of thwarting radar and aimed at other Middle Eastern countries and U.S. bases, and all the other nuclear weaponry poised to stop life as we know it in a heartbeat. See no evil...
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This is what happens when you combine a raging ear infection and nocturnal working hours. I guess I just meant to say that the proliferation of nuclear arms is becoming even more widespread than before thus making our World a little less safe. As an added bonus it also makes it more difficult to raise children in such precarious, tenuous conditions.
You certainly have a way with words though, Pisces. Very clear mental pictures that flow seamlessly beside your prose.
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